Chikinki. Ether Radio. Zeneszám

I was feeling tired when I came back home
I didn't know the number on the telephone
Then I heard the sweetest voices
Calling through the dry ether radio
Ether radio, ether radio

As I lit the fire I felt the burn
Crimson like a lion, Hindenburg
Then I had the strangest feeling
That the phones connected to my ether radio
Ether radio, ether radio

I know its 3 a.m. and I know you're old I knew I woke you from sleeping, I should let you go
But I just had to know you weren't
Big Brother listening to my feelings
Phones connected to my ether radio

Ether radio, ether radio, ether radio, ether radio